"Haha, I just want to experience the difference of lying next to you?"
Weisheng Chuchu smiled slyly and hugged her arms.
"Nothing, just very manly." Niu Xiaotian chuckled arrogantly.
"It stinks."
"You're annoying when you talk like that."
Niu Xiaotian rolled his eyes. If he hadn't been afraid of her taking random injections, he would have left her alone.
"just kidding."
Weisheng Chuchu blinked a few times and said, "I feel a little bit better. I feel peaceful and very safe. This is the charm of a male!"
"Sister, if you have nothing to do, go back to the house quickly, I still want to sleep!" Niu Xiaotian reminded.
"You can't sleep so early, let's chat for a while."
Weisheng Chuchu refused to leave, and warned: "Xiaotian, you must be careful about Qingqiu Mountain!"
"Remember, why do you think I can find clues?" Niu Xiaotian asked.
"Haha, you attract the most hatred, you come into contact with so many people." Wei Sheng Chu Chu laughed.
"Why don't you say that everyone in that group is greedy?"
"In this circle, everyone is like this. Sister, I am aboveboard and make money based on my ability." Weisheng Chuchu said without any shame.
Pull it down!
If it weren't for the investment partnership, this woman would definitely want to capture the cat star and make her her personal pet.
During the long night, Niu Xiaotian inquired about Wei Sheng Chuchu's past.
She was very sensitive to this, and talked about things that Niu Xiaotian was not interested in.
After grinding for more than half an hour, Weisheng Chuchu suddenly left.
Bai Fei, who was extremely embarrassed, couldn't help but curse and use all kinds of dirty words.
If you are not as skilled as others, you can only suppress your anger.
late at night,
The Rose Flower Demon has started dreaming, and its aura covers the entire Xiaoyao Villa, appropriately increasing the time for dreaming.
Entrepreneurs who come here are immersed in beautiful dreams.
It’s a new day, the wind is sunny and the sun is shining brightly, and I feel comfortable.
Entrepreneurs who got up early, some were running for fitness, and some were practicing Tai Chi Baduanjin. When they met on the road, they exchanged half-truths and half-falsehoods about their dreams last night.
As soon as Niu Xiaotian came downstairs, he heard crying coming from Fan Zhengxian's room.
What's wrong?!
Shocked, Niu Xiaotian quickly opened the door and saw the old man sitting at the table, quickly writing down incomprehensible symbols on the paper while letting tears flow down his cheeks.
"Mr. Fan, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Niu Xiaotian asked with concern.
No no no!
Fan Zheng wiped his tears first, waved his hands and said with a smile: "Haha, everything is fine, I am so happy. This is called crying with joy!"
"Dream of the past, the green years?"
Niu Xiaotian held on to the lyrics and refrained from teasing the old man about dreaming about his former lover.
"That's not true. In my dream, I discovered a new calculation formula for nuclear fusion, and the inspiration suddenly appeared. This is a breakthrough that has not happened for many years."
Fan Zhengxian was very excited, but his writing did not stop.
Look at the state of the old man. He pursues scientific progress in his dreams. Niu Xiaotian feels ashamed for Huaying. He is still thinking about his first girlfriend!
"Then sir, hurry up and record it. Breakfast will be sent over. If you need anything, just ask."
"Haha, thank you!"
Fan Zheng thanked him first and continued writing furiously, completely forgetting himself.
On the way to the restaurant, Niu Xiaotian met Kan Xiuxiu. She smiled slightly and said, "Brother Xiaotian, I dreamed of you last night and you took me to buy candy."
"Haha, that's a memory from my childhood. Xiu Xiu must not like eating sweets anymore." Niu Xiaotian said with a smile.
"Following President Hua, I am tired of all the delicious food, but I always feel that it is not as good as the food in my hometown."
We went to the restaurant together, and Kan Xiuxiu seemed to have found an opportunity to chat.
I hope that Niu Xiaotian will go to Beijing one day and be able to go to Zhongtian Tower to see her. He can just sit on the balcony and enjoy the city scenery as his feet rotate.
President Hua was really very kind to her, caring, respecting and encouraging, like a loving father.
Breakfast time became a dream exchange meeting again.
In Niu Xiaotian's opinion, few people tell the truth.
The same is true for Hua Ying. He said that he dreamed that there were ten suns in the sky, shining brightly on the earth.
This is ridiculous. The tragedy brought about by the ten suns is recorded in mythology. It was that the earth was scorched and the rivers bottomed out. In the end, Hou Yi was invited to solve it.
Had breakfast,
Fan Zheng said goodbye first, anxious to go back and continue to sort out the inspiration brought by his dream.
Yan Lai arranged for his bulletproof car to see them off, and Long Qian also gave him a tonic recipe. Fan Zhengxian was quite reluctant to leave, and left Xiaoyao Villa while waving his hands.
Luxury cars kept coming, taking entrepreneurs to Tianye Building.
The summer auction of Jubao Auction House will be held at 9:30, and the scene will be unprecedentedly grand.
Under normal circumstances, you must pay a deposit to participate in the auction.
Considering the entrepreneurs' worth and reputation, the auction house gave them the green light to directly participate in the bidding.
The huge venue was packed with seats.
Hua Ying also came to join in the fun and sat in the first row together with Niu Xiaotian and other vice presidents.
Qingyi followed, not hiding, and sat in the second row, behind Niu Xiaotian. Someone greeted her, but they just nodded slightly and didn't even give a smile.
"Xiaotian, your side business is also doing well."
Hua Ying complimented him, saying that when he heard everyone calling him that, he no longer called him Mavericks.
"Actually, it's just to build a communication platform and make some money along the way." Niu Xiaotian said with a smile.
"The collectibles industry should not be underestimated. It is worth tens of billions every year in China. After all, there are more and more rich people."
"What kind of collection does President Hua like?" Niu Xiaotian asked.
"Haha, to use a common saying, if you can't afford it, just write some calligraphy in your spare time."
Hua Ying smiled, but the implication was that he didn’t have that spare money.
Of course, if Hua Ying is willing to accept it, there will be an endless stream of people sending collections.
Time is up!
Like last time, the general manager of the auction house, Fu Fangfang, came to the stage first and gave a passionate speech to sincerely welcome all entrepreneurs and collectors who came to participate in this auction.
Pursuing refinement and truth, collecting culture, and delivering value have always been the purpose of Jubao Auction House.
This auction will feature 83 exquisite items, covering more than a dozen categories, and I hope you can enjoy them together.
After the applause, Fu Fang finished his brief speech. Auctioneer Huang Yali, wearing a light blue cheongsam, came to the auction stage, picked up the auction hammer and knocked it, announcing the official start of the auction.
at this time,
One person hurriedly entered the venue and looked around for an empty seat. It happened that the entrepreneur next to Qingyi got up and went to answer the phone, so he squeezed over unceremoniously and sat down.
He was a short, fat little old man with tangled hair and mud on his face. His white shirt was dirty and turned into a gray shirt. He was casually tucked into wrinkled green trousers, and his belt was just a hemp rope.